Wednesday, June 25, 2008
got to write somethin'
I am trying to write more. That is just one of the things in my life that I have to accomplish more of. Writing, exercise , eating well, cleaning around the house, not being a dick; these are things I think I should work on. In other words I need to work on the stuff that everyone wants to work on and never does. Oh well, c'est la vie. I have a whole bunch of stories that I have started that I have not finished. I am usually good at starting, I am not too bad on ending, but right there in the middle is where I get flustered. But like I said, I need to work on it. I figure if I at the very least keep up with the "blog" maybe then I will get into the feel of it. Then I can write some stories. TangentGeorge Carlin died. Yesterday I believe it was. He was very funny. Some of the things he said were almost absolute truths. Some were clever observations. Some just made you think. Whatever you may have thought about him, you have to admit that there will never be another like him. I hope he rests in peace and I hope that today in heaven the laughter is a little louder because George is there. Tangent 2I feel guilty when I throw out garbage. I know that sounds stupid but I do. I look at the shit that I throw out and think to myself, "where did all this stuff come from?" I don't even get that much stuff that needs to be thrown out. I rarely buy anything. I don't have money and except for a car don't really need that much. I don't do take out food that often. Hell, it has been over a week since I did have anything from outside that house and that was in a small paper bag. I think the problem is that no matter what you buy it comes in layers upon layers of packaging. I think in the quest to make everything tamper resistant and super safe for transporting we are wasting tons and tonnes of paper, plastic, and whatever else we use. Like I have said before, I am not some freakin tree hugging, baby seal kissin, earth saving hippie; I just don't see the point to waste money and resources if you don't have to. Oh, and it really pisses me off when people say we have to save the planet. That is the kind of arrogance that will never help anyone. Now, unless someone has an anti-matter device and is about to blow up the Sun, I don't think the planet is going anywhere. Even if the global temperatures rise and things get really really bad, the odds that the human race will just disappear is probably not going to happen. Why do I say that? Humans are survivors. Our brains will allow us to overcome a lot of hardships. Hell, laying around on this planet is enough food stored in various ways for us a significantly decreased population to live for a very long time. Not to mention if the human population did go down that would almost certainly lead to an increase in the other species on the planet which would lead to food sources. Now someone might say that the dinosaurs went extinct and they ruled the planet but the dinosaurs never invented the gun. They didn't have writing and books. There are thousands of libraries across the planet where a future population could go and learn farming and machining and other skills that just were not there in times past. And that assumes that those skills wouldn't be passed down. Would it be easy, hell no. But it would be possible. I don't see humans sliding back into a stone age. I just don't think that would happen. If there are bad changes to the environment, I see people dying. I see famines and disease but eventually, things would even out and people would progress again. Just the nature of our species. That and the fact that people love to fuck. And if there is a cataclysm, there might not be much to do with your days but find food, fight off zombies and gasoline hungry punks, and then fuck. At least that is what all the post-apocalyptic movies that I have ever seen says. That and to get a shotgun. But you know how I feel about that. Laterzzz...
Labels: humans, post apocalyptic
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Watching the Incredible Hulk Movie...
I am watching "The Incredible Hulk". So far, pretty good flick.
The part I like the most is the old school Hulk references. Having Bill Bixby on the a TV when Bruce is in Rio. They used the Hulk TV theme, the sad one they always played at the end of the episode. Hell, Bruce was walking in the rain hitchhiking with a bag slung over his shoulder, just like in the TV show. Then, of course, there is the standard Stan "The Man" Lee cameo and also one by Lou Ferrigno, the one and only original Incredible Hulk.
I used to watch the show when I was a kid. I could watch it now online if I wanted to but I am not sure that I do. I don't want to lose the memory of how much I enjoyed it. I don't want to remember new cheesiness when I remember the old cheesiness. I like the old messages I remember. I don't need to learn that it was not quite as good as I remember. Not that I thought it was the best show ever. I just know that I used to like it. And I think that for know the memory is good enough.
Wow, the effects are kind of awesome. The way The Hulk looks is not bad at all. I did notice that in this version they are cutting out the Hulk leaping around to travel. They have hinted at it but they are not showing it. I bet that is because in the last movie people who saw it how may never have read a comic didn't realize that is how the Hulk gets around. He leaps great distances. Miles and miles at a jump. Damn near the speed of sound sometimes.
Hee hee hee. Two funny things. Betty gives Bruce a pair of purple pants because they are the stretchiest ones she could find and Bruce says no, he'll take his chances. And one of the kids at the college campus who filmed the fight with the Hulk was named Jack McGee. That was the name of the reporter in the TV show.
I guess there is a line between homages to a classic and beating a dead horse. I don't think that they have crossed the line yet but I guess that is a decision that everyone has to make for themselves. At least if you are a geek for movies like I am. Well, a geek to a certain point. I don't obsess about inconsistencies or mistakes and such. Look at the first Hulk movie. Some people jumped all over it. I thought it was better than the reviews said. The ending was muddled. The father/son stuff was a little over the top but overall I think it was a decent re-imagining of a tale. It wasn't the TV show. It wasn't quite the comic books. I was something different. And that is OK.
There was a line just now where Bruce said, "I don't want to control it, I want to get rid of it." With an Avengers movie on the horizon I wonder if we are maybe close to getting a movie with an intelligent Hulk? Where Bruce, even though he becomes the Hulk is still in control? That could be cool if done right. Maybe in another sequel? I think this one has done well enough at the box office to rate a sequel. Time will tell.
Just finished watching the film. Not bad at all. Nice little popcorn movie there. Appearance by Tony Stark at the end hinting towards that Avengers movie that I talked about earlier. I would give that movie a 7 out of 10. And that can be anything you want it to be, stars, thumbs up, asses; oh yeah, that could be my movie ratings! I rate movies on the Brazilian girl ass rating scale. The higher the asses the better. And I am talking nice tanned thong wearing asses. That does lead to a dilemma though. A movie may suck but even one Brazilian girl ass is a good thing. Shit. I think I need a new ratings device. But first I will go and Google some nice asses because that is what is on my mind right now. Boing!
Laterzzz...
Friday, June 20, 2008
The Vast Bering Sea is for Cookie?
Big Old King Crabs
Sortin' some crab
Bumpy Ride
That's a Wild Sea
The Vast Bering Sea, uh, it's like big. Really big. And mean. Like a Pit Bull that sat on a cactus mean. Like me without Diet Pepsi mean. Like Erin driving in rush hour traffic with a bunch of Asians and Mexicans mean.
This is the story of Alaskan Crab fisherman; not to be confused with Alaskan Fisherman with Crabs. That, as they say is a different show.
The show is the Deadliest Catch, and I must say, I am addicted to it. I don't know why. I think it is because you have a show with regular people doing a job that they love. And they are probably half nuts. Which is always fun to watch.
Look at it, these guys are going out in approximately hundred foot boats into the middle of some of the worst weather known to man to catch sea bugs. Yeah, I think the money has a lot to do with it, you work for a little bit of time and make good cash for the rest of the year. I also think that sometimes if you stare into the abyss, it calls to you. And if you can face danger/death and walk away, everything else is sweeter. At least that is the theory.
Also, when I say addicted I mean it like I like to watch the show and would like to see all the episodes, not like I want to chuck it all and go fish for crab. I am also not some obsessed freak like some of the people I have seen on the net. My God people, just because you like a fucking show does not mean you have to get all obsessed over these peoples lives. It's a fucking TV program, not a personalized message of love to you. I swear, you do a Google search and just browse a couple blogs and you see that there are people who have way too much time on there hands. I don't care if the episode was edited in such a way as to make the drama more. I don't care if the money they talk about is before taxes and fees and expenses. I don't care about the fisherman's personal lives outside the show and if they are really like they are on TV or just "acting". I DON'T FUCKING CARE!
I watch shows to be entertained. Period. If the story is good, if I don't feel like I am wasting my time, if it don't cost me anything; I am all good in the hood.
Could I do the job. Probably not. Would I want to? I don't know. I must be honest, when I see the sea on those shows, something does call to me. Maybe it is living near the ocean but I must say there is a part of me that longs for the water. I think it would be great to have a boat an be able to hit the water. The times that I have been on the water I loved it. I know enough to know what I don't know however. I know I would need cash. I would need training. I would need cash. After all, a boat is just a hole in the water that you throw money into. And I don't want a little dingy. If I was going to get a boat, I would love to get something big enough that I could sleep on. Not a yacht, just something with a cabin. Oh, and no sailboats. I want something with a motor.
While learning to sail it might be cool I would rather have the other kind. Hell, it's my fantasy! If I don't want a sailboat--I won't have a fucking sailboat! Get your own damn boat! I hope you fall overboard and get eaten by a shark! OK, I don't want anyone to get eaten by a shark. I like sharks. It's people I have trouble with.
Once again there is flooding in the Midwest. Once again politicians are walking around, looking at the damage, pointing at the damage, getting their pictures taken in front of the damage. John McCain was there. Bush was there. I am sure Obama was there but I didn't see him on the news. Hold on, lemme look and see if he was there...no, it doesn't look like he was there today. He supports the people there, according to his website (I don't link--look it up your damn self), but today he was not in the Midwest. Unless he was being sneaky about it? Hmmm...
Supposedly there are going to be 7 billion people on the planet by the year 2012. We supposedly crossed the 6 billion mark in 1999. So in 12 years the population will have gone up by a billion people. All I have to say about that is that SOMEONE is doing a lot of fucking! And it damn well ain't me. I mean, shit, don't we have computers and TV? What the hell is with all the sex? Does no one have anything else to do? Women on this fucking planet need to start keeping their damn legs closed! Why is it whenever you see stories about famines and shit they always have a ton of kids? Maybe if you got off your fucking back and went out and got a job you would have some food on the table? But one the bright side, maybe global warming and climate change will thin the heard a bit?
Or is that just me being an asshole? I wouldn't doubt that one bit. I do not have a problem admitting my level of assholitude is great. Hell I revel in it. Or maybe I am not an asshole. Maybe by thinking that I am an asshole makes me not an asshole but a douche? I would rather be an asshole than a douche but maybe even thinking that I would rather be an asshole makes me a douche? God what a stupid spiral of thought.
Pause
Shit, my system just crashed. WTF? I guess it isn't too bad. It came back up. It is probably because I installed some new shit on here and removed some other shit and the other shit was Norton and Norton doesn't like to die. A lot of these companies do anything to keep their software on your computer. Even if it makes your computer run shitty, they don't care they want you to have their programs and pay, pay, pay, right through the nose! Fucking companies. Fucking computers.
Why the hell can't they make a damn computer that just works without all the bullshit? Huh? Fucking Skynet is going to go online and launch nuclear missiles and then enslave humanity and then the Matrix is going to plug us all in for batteries? Bullshit! I say that it won't work. It will fuck up and then with no humans around to press the reset button it will all come to a screeching halt.
Just like this entry...Laterzzz...
By the way....Don't do Meth when you are pregnant!
Laterzzz...ptII
Labels: asshole, computers, crab, Deadliest Catch, population
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Schadenfreude
I watch wrestling. I think you know that. I was watching it tonight and Vince McMahon, the owner of the WWE was giving away a million dollars. So he calls this person and gets the answering machine. Vince was happy. He took pleasure leaving a message saying in essence, "Hey fucker, you ain't home, I am calling and you could have won a bunch of dough, douche!" I bet he would love to be there when the person got home and listened to that message.
The Germans actually have a word for that:
Schadenfreude--n.-- satisfaction or pleasure felt at someone else's misfortune.
That is a great word. You have to love the fact that the there is a single word that expresses such a base emotion. And it is a base emotion. It is a human emotion. It is the reason that it doesn't matter if the Red Sox win as long as the Yankees lose. It is the people were so happy that the Patriots lost the Superbowl. It is another way to say, it doesn't matter if I win, as long as you lose.
That brings me to something else that I watched today. I watched some of the US Open golf tournament. Tiger Woods was playing in a tie breaker match against some other guy. Hold on let me look up that other guys name because just to be fair...
Rocco Mediate
...it was a close match but Tiger won. The audience watching was kind of split. They wanted the underdog to win because the guy, Rocco, had never won a major tournament but at the same time, come on, this is freakin' Tiger Woods! Tiger is probably the best golfer ever. He had came from behind to get to the tie breaker. He was playing on a bad knee. And let's be honest, Tiger is better at golf than most people are at anything. He is better at golf than most people are at breathing. I know personally that there is nothing I am as good at as Tiger is at golf. Nothing. Not being a sarcastic asshole. Not being a waste of skin. I don't even shit as good as he plays golf.
So it was kind of cool watching him win. It was like watching Jordan play basketball. You knew you were seeing something special. There are not a whole lot of things in this world like that, where you can watch someone do something a realize you are seeing someone do something that makes them that absolute best at what they are doing. Or even watching someone and realizing that they are at the height of their powers and that it doesn't really get much better than right now. Sometimes someone does something, and you look back later later and realize how great what they did was or how monumental the achievement was. I don't think it is that often you actually can say, hey, this is something special while it is going on.
You know, I would like to be that good at something. I just don't know what it would be. I can't think of anything that I have that passion for that I would dedicate my life to becoming that good at. I don't think I ever liked anything that much to apply that much time and effort to. Is that sad? Is that what separates the greats from the rest of the masses, finding something that you love and drives you? And do you have to have the passion organically or can you make yourself be passionate about something? Can you make yourself give everything you have in the pursuit of something? Is just recognizing that there is a possibility that you could dedicate yourself to something a good thing or a bad thing?
I suppose it could be a good thing if it allows you to dedicate yourself and change things that need changing or to achieve what you have been wanting to achieve. I suppose it is a bad thing if you think that just because you weren't born with the skill, talent, or drive that you can never achieve your goals. Or I suppose it could be bad if you figure that if you can never be the best or even very good at something there really is no point in even trying anything. Ever.
Wow, maybe I should write a self help book. Not to actually help anyone but just to pose question after question. People would get sick of reading it and go out and make themselves better people. That is assuming change is possible and that you are just stuck in your rut and no matter what you do and how hard you try nothing changes.
Maybe I should change the name of this here "blog" to "Positive Thinking with Biff"? Or not.
All right, I need to end this shit on a positive note. A let's keep em happy kind of a note. So I will put a couple of pics on here that amuse me. Because let's face it, it is all about me.
Does eating these make me gay?
It looks like Pennsylvania's getting fucked
Or...
That's not sleet falling from the sky.
Laterzzz....
Labels: lighthouse, Schadenfreude, success, weather, wrestling
Thursday, June 12, 2008
When you can't sleep--
Time to whip out the old anger block, put a chicken of pissed-offed-ness on it, whip out an axe of self-rightousness, and cut its fucking head off.
In other more straight forward words it is time for another one of Biff's patented rants about what is pissing me off today. So come on and take my hand, it is time for another magic carpet ride...
First things first--what's pissing me off now is that I haven't written anything in awhile. It is because I am stuck in a fucking cycle of shit and can't seem to find the energy and willpower to dig my fat ass out of it. No one to blame about it but myself. And that probably pisses me off more than anything.
Dos--It is almost summer. It is hot. I don't like the hot. I don't care for summer. If I am swimming in a nice pool and have some tasty ice cream, and a cold beverage, okay, maybe I can deal with it. I have none of the above so, fuck summer. Fuck the fact that thunderstorms and tornadoes are killing people and not to mention hurricanes. Hurricanes are coming. Maybe they won't hit CT this year. Maybe they will. Maybe a big one will hit and fuck up the whole eastern seaboard. With my sister down the Florida way, I have that to worry about now. I don't want her to have to go through that shit because fucking FEMA ain't gonna do a damn thing. Look at New Orleans, how many years later and those people are still living in fucking trailers? Too be fair for some of them trailers are nothing new and in some cases might actually be a step up, but still, people should have a home if they need one.
Three...Hillary Clinton is out, mostly. It comes down to Obama and McCain. Now we have months of the back and forth and endless nit-picking over Red and Blue and donkey and elephant and shit that ends up being mostly irrelevant. Are we going to here about real issues? Are we going to hear about the real solutions to problems? Probably not. Why? Because politicians don't have the will to really change things. The rich and powerful and the business interests really don't want to change anything. What is going to piss me off is that the next few months will be a whole lot of nothing. It is a show put on every four years to amuse the masses and make us think that we have a voice in the government. Republicans get to call Obama un-American and the Democrats will call McCain a Bush Clone. Will the country be better come January. Probably not. And that pisses me off.
Oh, did you hear about the family that found a snake coiled around a baby's leg?I guess they found a California King snake around the baby's leg. It was probably there getting the warmth from the baby, not trying to hurt the baby. They think the snake was in a new baby mattress they had bought. Now they are going to sue. I think I heard that they are going to sue the store, the mattress company, hell, they are probably going to sue the snake or the state of California just for the hell of it. Now I can understand freaking out if you saw a snake on your baby. I could see being pissed. I can see killing that snake. But let us be totally honest, once these fucker got this little snake off of the baby all they could think of was KA-CHING! Money, money, yeah, yeah! And who is going to want to go to court against a baby with a snake around it's leg? These people will get a few bucks when the corporations settle. And then the costs will be passed on the to rest of us. And that pisses me off. It also pisses me off because I have no one to sue so that I can get some money! I want money! Who doesn't ?
Shit. Maybe I should delete that? What happens now if I have to sue someone and my writing is subpoenaed? Then some fucking lawyer will be all, "hey you support people suing and you want money too, you must be lying!" Then I will have to tell him to go fuck himself and that maybe I should go on a killing spree and kill a whole bunch of fucking lawyer because no one in the United States would give a shit because there are way too many lawyers and they are ruining the fucking country.
Lawyers, politicians, and insurance people. They are mostly inbred being as if you are one you are more than likely one of the other. Would anyone really care if we ground them up in a wood chipper, feet first, of course, and used them to fertilize some soil? Hell, maybe we can grow some corn and use it for bio-fuel.
I also fucking forgot to get some ice cream. Dammit. I really want some ice cream. I don't really care what kind, I just want some. That would hit to the spot. I hate it when I have a craving for something and then I forgot to buy it. Fuck. Some Ben and Jerry's or even Breyers. I wouldn't even look that askance at some Hood. Just some vanilla would be good. I don't need all that nuts and shit. Just some ice cream. There used to be a local store that had a freezer right upfront that had ice cream in it. But then they closed for renovations and I am not sure if that freezer is still there. Dammit. Change really fucking pisses me off.
Let me see, what else can I bitch about? The price of gas? The price of everything else? To drink the Kool-aid or to not drink the Kool-aid? Who made the Kool-aid? Did they do it old school, with plenty of sugar or is this that pre-sweetened stuff? Maybe with Nutri-sweet? Hell, I haven't had Kool-aid in years and years. And even when I was a kid I don't remember liking it that much. It's fucking liquid candy. Should we be giving that kind of shit to kids anyway? I don't think so. Then again, what are they supposed to drink? Gatorade? That shit is just watered down Kool-aid. Oh, but its got electrolytes! It's fucking salt you dumbasses! Read a fucking book! Or don't, I don't fucking care, I like Diet Pepsi. That is what is fucking up my innards so I don't give a hairy rat's ass what you put inside your body.
Unless you are a hot chick. And it is my cock! Boing!
Yeah? What? Laterzzz...
Labels: hot, Ice Cream, pissed off
